Hungry... Dammit, Chayden was hungry. There wasn't a lick of fear to be found around the places he'd lurked earlier today and throughout the week. His stomachs growled at him, and he found himself sending out tendrils of the dreamscape as probes, seeking out some lifeform to scare a meal out of. His violet gaze flicked about, feeling some human nearing...

FINALLY!

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Subject: Re: Need a Taste... April 3rd 2011, 4:37 pm

*Oliver had just so happen to be around the area when he noticed the tendrills traveling threw the skies above.*

"What the hell?"

*They looked as if they were alive and searching for something. Oliver followed they're travel back to they're starting point and found this.........thing?*

The Ītādorīmu's hungry gaze fixed itself on this boy that appeared... His massive nine foot eight form towered over this puny teen, and that wasn't even counting his four horns. His wings weren't anywhere to be seen at the moment, but his black-as-pitch skin sure caught one's attention. A fear-inducing toxin slowly started to seep from Chayden's skin, flowing outwards invisibly and tastelessly... Chayden wanted nothing more than a quick and painless meal.

"You shouldn't swear, boy..."

He murmured, his thick, muscular tail twitching behind him. Chayden's wings slowly unfolded from his back, flaring impressively... All four of them. Hopefully this would be enough to incite a bit of fear in the boy... Otherwise, things would get quite annoying.